And one of just Creost, (Kreoh-sst, it's said how it reads mostly lol) my dream boy. Jack Creost, the soldier with world weariness. The guy who accidently (though he's not complaining) steals Anna from the other love of her life. Oops.

I really love his sneaky coniving look. He looks like a man who would steal a woman from someone else (no offense to you, Creost). He also looks rather dark. Which now reminds me, I need to read that story you put up!